The mountain was very quiet, and Chen Xian could hardly hear anything other than their breathing.

what happened to them?

Chen Xian looked at the people around him suspiciously. Seeing that everyone was looking at his face, he seemed to be frightened by this mask... Is this mask scary?

Thinking of this, Chen Xian took the phone out of his pocket, turned on the front camera, and took a closer look with the camera.

Is it scary?

Not scary.

What are they afraid of?

That's right, in Chen Xian's eyes, this mask looks very ordinary. At most, it can scare ordinary people. It is far from the level that makes everyone shudder. ....what is the problem?

Chen Xian was confused and couldn't think of an answer.

Perhaps this can only be explained by a certain "relationship". To Chen Xian, this mask is just a tool, and he is the master who controls the tool, so he could not feel the strange aura emanating from the mask from beginning to end. The fear was not aroused.

"Fuck... that person is really the one who keeps the secret bureau?? Is his face still human???"

"Did they admit they were wrong?! Isn't this an abnormal life??"

"That face...it's horrible...it's like coming out of a nightmare..."

"Cameraman, are you still shooting?! Hurry up and make a mosaic!!"

Because the mask of the sufferer and Chen Xian's face blended so perfectly, it was impossible for ordinary people to recognize it as a mask at a glance, so they all thought that the mask was Chen Xian's real appearance, and they all thought that Chen Xian looked like that.

In fact, the people who were frightened by Chen Xian were not just ordinary viewers. Colleagues from the Secret Service Bureaus across the country were also frightened when they saw Chen Xian's face, but they didn't send out the barrage. They were all over the place. There was a lot of discussion.

"What happened to Ning Chuan's detective chief?! Did you see his face?!"

"To be honest, I was startled, and I haven't recovered yet..."

"He doesn't look like that, does he?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I met him when I went to Ningchuan to exchange and study a few days ago. Section Chief Chen's face is like a star. If I were a woman, I would have to chase him!"

"Then what's going on now??"

"Who knows, let's see first..."

The headquarters of the Beijing Secret Service Bureau, the No. 2 logistics conference room.

Song Huang, Minister of Logistics Department, Chang Sansi, Minister of Scientific Research Department, and Bai Xiaosheng, Minister of Investigation Department.

The three of them did not follow Director Zhou Tuan to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, but stayed at the Beijing headquarters to wait for the next step.

The live broadcast on the screen was playing uninterruptedly, and Chen Xian's terrifying face, which was almost a nightmare, was also exposed to the eyes of the three of them without reservation.

"What's the matter? How did he become like this?" Song Huang asked with a puzzled face, "I've seen the photos in his file, he's a very handsome young man."

"I don't know." Bai Xiaosheng frowned and looked at the picture on the screen, and muttered inexplicably, "Even if it is disfigured, it can't be destroyed like this. What happened to him?"

"It's the sufferer."

Chang Sansi stared at the screen with a dull expression, pointing at the skeletal structures on Chen Xian's face, his voice trembling uncontrollably, as if he had encountered something that made him extremely excited.

"It's the mask!! So this is what the mask really looks like!!"

After all abnormal devices are "banned" by the Secret Service, they will be sent to the Scientific Research Department for research and analysis as soon as possible.

The Sufferer's Mask was one of those abnormal tools that had been parsed very early.

Those who have tried wearing the mask of the suffering person before, their faces will not become so terrifying as Chen Xian, they will only maintain the appearance of the original plaster mask, but... once the scientific research department used dialysis equipment checked it, and there seem to be some ups and downs under the gypsum surface, much like some kind of bone-like structure. Research and analysis work cannot be carried out.

At this moment, Chang Sansi saw the strange skeletal lines on Chen Xian's face, and instantly remembered the inspection report of the mask of the sufferer...

"This is the true face of those who suffer..." Chang Sansi murmured in shock, "It's amazing... How on earth did Chen Xian do it... We can't shed its plaster layer by any means..."

"If you're interested, you can ask him afterward and ask him to come to the capital." Bai Xiaosheng smiled.

"Hang." Chang Sansi shook his head and said, "This person is stubborn and stubborn. Hearing that Huo Jiazi said he doesn't like to move, he just wants to stay in Ningchuan."

"Golden den and silver den are not as good as your own dog kennel?" Bai Xiaosheng smiled.

"Maybe, aren't we the same?" Chang Sansi shrugged, "The last time I saw him, I wanted him to come back with me, no matter how you say it, you don't want to give it any favors, what can you do? ?"

"Look! They're arguing again!"

Hearing Song Huang's words, Chang Sansi and Bai Xiaosheng turned their heads in unison, only to see that in the live broadcast, Sun Zhihai had already walked over to Chen Xian with the microphone, while the team leader of the investigation department was following Sun Zhihai to stop him. .

"Can you wait for us to finish the case before interviewing?!" The team leader was so anxious that when he saw that two of the parties were in a coma, he turned around and shouted at his subordinate, "Let someone bring the stretcher up here! Wounded!"

"Who stipulated that we can't interview now?" Sun Zhihai pushed him away and gave him an angry look, "I'll just ask your section chief a few words!"

At this time, Chen Xian and the others also found that the situation here seems to be a little wrong. Not only are there members of the branch who are responding to them, but there seem to be some... reporters?

What are reporters doing here? ?

Before Chen Xian could understand what was going on, the microphone in Sun Zhihai's hand had already been stretched out, almost sticking it on Chen Xian's nose. Quan Chen Xian's face was given a close-up.

"Is something wrong?" Chen Xian asked curiously.

"You are Chief Chen of the Detection Section of the Ningchuan Branch, right?" Sun Zhihai looked at Chen Xian with great interest, but he couldn't help but turn his head away without looking at the terrifying face, "I It's Sun Zhihai, a reporter from the news group of the Inren Forum, I want to interview you about this case..."

"No comment." Chen Xian interrupted Sun Zhihai directly, stopped looking at him, turned to the team leader and said, "There is no need for the stretcher, now the situation is urgent, so you can't take care of that much, you should take the person down the mountain now, Block all roads in and out of Lingxi Mountain, and don't let people come up or let other things go down."

"Yes!"

"Senior Chen! Please answer our questions head-on!" Sun Zhihai still stood in front of Chen Xian unknowingly. In pursuit of the so-called truth, he was not even afraid of that face, "We have the right to interview! Please you answer..."

"How many do you have?" Lu Yisheng couldn't stand someone talking to Chen Xian like that, so he stepped forward and pushed Sun Zhihai away with a bad expression, "Get out of here, didn't you see that we were handling the case?"

Lu Yisheng was in a pretty good mood. After all, he had gone through some dangers unscathed. He just felt that his life was too good, and it was really reliable to have Chen Xian by his side!

but.

This good mood was all ruined by these reporters. Although he had long thought that the forum reporters were all idiots, this was the first time he had met, and he saw someone who dared to talk to his boss like that... . do you want to die?

"Are you threatening us?!" Sun Zhihai was a little anxious, he didn't expect that Lu Yisheng would block him so bluntly, and he scolded him without even going down the steps, "Are you so majestic in the Secret Service? ?! We follow the rules and procedures... We can interview!"

"Go back and interview your mother, and ask her how your head got caught in the door when you were young!" Lu Yisheng scolded impatiently, looking like he wanted to kick Sun Zhihai, "Don't look now Why are you interviewing?"

At this moment, Lu Yisheng's cell phone rang suddenly, he picked it up and saw that it was Fatty Huo calling him.

"Be careful when you speak! These dog reporters are broadcasting live!"

"live streaming?"

Lu Yisheng frowned, looked at Sun Zhihai and others, then hung up the phone calmly, and logged into the Yiren Forum's website with his mobile phone......

"What's wrong?" Chen Xian asked.

"They are broadcasting live." Lu Yisheng looked at the live broadcast on his mobile phone and found that his handsome face was being featured by the cameraman, and countless barrages of foul language were swiping across his face——

"What the hell are you doing?! You're so good at keeping secrets?! Your mother didn't teach you how to speak when you were a kid??"

"You are so powerful!"

"Excuse me, what is your position in the branch? Why do you feel that the director has no prestige like you?"

Lu Yisheng was already full of anger, but when he saw these bullet screens scolding him by name, he became even more angry. He didn't care that the camera was facing him, and sprayed the bullet screens back one by one.

"My mother taught me not to care about fools."

"My Guanwei is not much worse than your grandfather, right? Do you think I look like your grandfather?"

"My job in the precinct is a troll teacher. Do you want to try my little whip?"

The barrage was quiet for a moment, because they never thought that Lu Yisheng would dare to spray it back directly.

At this moment, a barrage that made Lu Yisheng even more angry brushed past.

"As a passerby, I don't think it's appropriate for you to do things like this. It's better to speak politely, so as not to suffer a big loss at a young age, be careful."

Lu Yisheng felt more and more dazzling as he looked at this kind of barrage of high-ranking and instructing his younger generation. He didn't care what his image was in the eyes of the audience, so he pointed at the camera and scolded him.

"The one who pretends to be a passerby and preaches to me, don't fucking say that passers-by are not passers-by, I'm also a passer-by, and I'm your mother's guide on Huangquan Road!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yisheng pushed Sun Zhihai aside, pinched the back of his neck with one hand, and lifted him like a chicken.

"My boss has a good temper and doesn't care about you, but I'm not the same. If you still want to do some shitty interviews, I'll smash your letter with someone with a microphone now?"